Chapter 339 Tricky
Others may only think that Mu Yuze's performance is a little magical and completely contrary to common sense, but Ouyang Li and the three old people have seen some clues.
"This is the supreme evolution of goodness like water, making himself like the best water, without any method, and power. I didn't expect that he could understand such a profound state at this age. His potential is really too strong." The old man in white sighed for a long time. Seeing his sigh, others had a deeper understanding of Mu Yuze's performance. This man is one of the real saints of the Ouyang family. This is a real old man. His cultivation is deep into the sea, and his wisdom is pure.
This evaluation is indeed very high!
Immediately after that, the remaining masters entered and entered the phantom tide cave that has been mysteriously spread since ancient times.
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The green mountain is like a masterpiece written by Moke. The green water is a picture scroll that runs through the mountains and rivers. A lonely boat floats and floats between the green mountains. A lazy young man like a prodigal son sits cross his knees. A purple sand teapot is placed on the head of the dark brown boat. The old man holding the boat follows the ferry, rowing the long worm in a rhythmically.
"Good tea." The old man touched his winey nose and sniffed gently. There was a blurred color in his turbid eyes.
"Good tea and water."
The young man held a green grass at the corners of his mouth, scooped a bowl of river water, and poured it into the purple sand teapot. At this time, a smiling man in black came out of the shuttle, holding a rusty stove. The charcoal in the furnace was still unquenched, emitting uniform heat.
The man in black also sat casually on the edge of the boat, with a pair of perfect palms that were enough to make all the beautiful women in the world jealous. He held the purple clay pot in his hand and shook it back and forth on the charcoal fire, making the whole teapot fully heated. After about three minutes, a leisurely white breath rose slowly. From now on, the lazy young man grabbed * pieces of tea from a jujube teapot and sprinkled them evenly on the water that had just rippled due to heat.
Go-dong, Go-dong!
The leaves rotated a few times on the surface of the water, fully absorbed the water, and slowly sank. The clear water also glowed with a fresh emerald green, which was green and refreshing.
"The two princes must have come out to wander." The old man's hot eyes flashed and he muttered.
"How can I see it?" The lazy young man stretched his right leg forward and bent his left leg to his chest. His eyes were like bright starlight. Even in the sun, the deep color was not dark. Although the young man's movements were casual and slightly frivolous, they were indescribably elegant and noble.
Seeing the reaction of the young man, the old man who supported the boat smiled: "People are gathered by class and things are divided into groups. Although the old man is a small boatman, his memory is good. This person who has been coming and going for hundreds of years is also vivid. It is the first time I have seen a person like two princes."
Hundreds of years of ferry! The old man casually said that he was extraordinary. If he could concentrate on one thing for hundreds of years, he could not be a general person.
The old man didn't have any deterrent or show off. It was because he looked down on everything that he said it casually.
The wind is light and the clouds are light, just like this!
This temperament should not appear on a ferryman at all. This must be a person with extraordinary experience, but in the face of all this, these two young people just smile and don't care.
The old man smiled disapprovingly and did not make any explanation. He sat down. The man in black dragged the sleeve robe with his left hand and handed him a cup of fragrant tea. The old man took it, took a sip and was speechless.
The boat was across the bow. The strange thing was that there was a gust of wind at this time, and the river ripples spread layer by layer. It was beautiful and shook. Soon, it arrived at an antique town and stopped on the shore, and the two stepped on the shore at will.
"Is there going to be another storm?"
Until the two left, the old man sighed leisurely...
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Ding, Ding!
"What's the sound?"
Ouyang was alert. He looked back and forth, but there was chaos around him. He couldn't see it seriously. No one guessed that the magical phantom cave looked like this.
This stone wall is not the kind of ordinary cave, which is uneven, with edges and corners, but polished like a cloud mirror. Even if a person's face is clearly reflected on the wall, the stone walls of the upper and lower sides are made flat. If it is not deliberately carved by people, I'm afraid no one will believe it, and Ouyang He also noticed that there were still some cubes scattered on the ground, which were equally flat and flawless. The strangest thing was that all of them were green.
Yes, it is green, the green of vitality. This green makes people feel the breadth of life and what a great feat the birth of life in the universe is.
And the wonder here is far more than that. Mu Yuze can clearly see countless young lives here thriving, young jade rabbits, furry sweet balls, lively glances...
These are all first-class monsters at the bottom of the food chain. They are almost extinct on the mainland and can't be seen at ordinary times. However, here they are haunted in groups. When they go back and forth, they are surprised to see Mu Yuze and several people without any fear.
They live in this fairyland, peacefully and away from the threat of life, which is a kind of pleasant happiness.
Mu Yuze has been pursuing such a life, but somehow, this time he actually had a trace of hesitation about this kind of life. This hesitation was a little unfounded, so Mu Yuze immediately abandoned this idea.
Naturally, others don't have such feelings. Seeing this vibrant fairyland, some people can't help admiring: "This is not a dead place. This is simply a fairyland that exists in mythology."
In front, there are gurgling streams and lush forests. This is simply not like a cave, but another world, a world similar to heaven.
"Only this fairyland can give birth to such a fairy." A white-haired old man who was close to Shouyuan couldn't help shouting that he was a prestigious existence in Beitian Sanshu, known as Tiandao.
The word Tiandao interprets the legend of this old man's life, the sword and sword, which is the king of thousands of soldiers who are firmly at the top of weapons. It can be named after this name, and this old man is indeed well-known.
Overpowering the heroes, these four words explain his past years, and all his enemies were defeated in front of him. No matter what genius he is or any special physique, he is not surprised.
This is a rare talent for decades!
A powerful monk once said so.
But Sheng is really too difficult. He is like a god who can't be crossed, which makes people breathless, and his footsteps stay here.
This stop is white-headed.
So at this moment, he can't suppress the excitement in his heart. Hundreds of years of torture have almost collapsed his Taoism, and his reason has shaken greatly. Not only him, but no one can calm down. This moment is the real excitement of the group, the huge breath shaking back and forth, the whole illusion The tide cave has been filled with the spirit of killing.
Even the three old people of the Ouyang family have begun to mobilize their whole body's cultivation, with a trace of hidden and imperceptible holy power, ups and downs, running through the three worlds and six paths.
"There seems to be something wrong with this..."